"shadow’s where my mind’s state in" ✭ tags ── Alchemistsfire always enjoyed his work. In fact, it was not work at all to him. He carefully concocted brews, helped his patients, and wore a smile whenever he saw them doing better. The serval also enjoyed creating "decorative" potions. Water, and a mixture of plants, or something shiny to give it light. Which is what he had just finished. Gently picking up the bottle, they shook it. The bottle had bits of plants to act as a natural glitter and a shiny stone at the bottom. ”Oooh, how pretty.”